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Dirty - Candyman lyrics
La-da-da-daaaa Ooohh-oooh, ohhh yeah [The Pimp] I'm comin' hard with this killa game And I'ma make 'em all realize that they about to be broke Young shawty it's a pimp in the air And if you really didn't care, what you callin' me for It's all about the game that I kick To get inside her head and make her wanna lick on it quick The silly trick suck it up like a tick The average playa don't understand what the Pimp be gamin' her with Don't give a damn who you claimin' you with Because I know you in love every time I see yo pretty brown eye contacts I got you grippin' yo seat Cause I know you plan to sweat girl every time I see ya smile back I ain't pretty or nothin' But still I got enough game to back it all up when I leave I got another trick up my sleave I'm killin' 'em softly every time I get 'em down on they knees I know you want these N-U-T's Cause I do a lot of shows and you think I got plenty cash Saw a bunch of girls in the past So I'm only chillin' with pretty chickens that ? keep a pretty stash So you know I ain't finna pass A pretty opportunity to get them girls sprung with the tongue So tell the freaky trick I'm finna come So watch me ?? I cut 'em up and let 'em up then I'm gone [Chorus] I wanna be Candyman I want to be your I wanna be your Candyman Girl let me be your Candyman I wanna be your Candyman Yeah let me be I wanna be your Candyman I'll make you say Ooooohh [Da Gangsta] Now it ain't nothin' but the freak in me To spit this game and make yo broad wanna sleep with me See I know you wanna creep with me I got a fifth of that Hennessy and some killa that'll weaken yo knees Dirty skeez won't you freeze at ease And drop to the beat Or better yet won't you lay on yo back But you need to stop teasin' me By squeezin' me and just let my finger get to workin' with that You know the game that I'm kickin' is fat I met you last night and I already got the game in check When you heard my words I struck a bloody nerve I see the way I got you jumpin' when I'm kissin' yo neck Don't be afraid of them playa effects Silly whoa don't you know that my game got you goin' for broke So when you choke off that contact smoke I got that game to break you down and plus a lil' some for yo throat And when I'm done I'm ready to go I'm walkin' out yo do' I leave ya down butt-naked on the flo' Understand that you messin' with a pro When this night is over ain't no need for you to call me no mo' Cause I'm headed to the next show To get the next whoa to scheme her outta all her dough Y'all know what I came here fo' A playa from the South spittin' true thang run 'em low I wanna be yo Candy-nigga [Chorus] Candyman I wanna be your Candyman I wanna be your Candyman Let me be your I wanna be your Candyman Your Candyman, your candy-licker, your Candyman - Candyman I wanna be your Candyman Make you say Oooooh [Da Gangsta] I know you wanna bring yo cheese to me Is it to keep it steady pleasin' me That what it seems to be Now let me tell ya what it means to me I'll show you what you really need to see If you come sleep with me [The Pimp] Now look here shawty called me up when he leave I'll come on over beat you down all night to this song You know the situation so wrong Me creepin' and sneakin' up in yo house when yo man leave home But this gator head on bone You makin' it worse because you babblin' about yo thong Boostin' me up on the phone To come on in and creep what I can And then I dash on I got yo mind - oooh it's so blown You know that it's gone I bend you over headfirst to the floor Girl I got the keys to yo door You know you do understand when I lay you down I gotta go You know what I came here for So don't be trippin' when I come try to claim you don't know We finna make a flick trick So get on yo knees We gon' call it "Strip Deep Throat 4" And to all the whoas that don't know You need to stop teasin' and let a playa just splash in them hips You need to lick around on the tip I'm the Candyman so you know I got some sweet for them lips I wanna be [Chorus] Candyman Your Candyman, your candy-licker, your Candyman I wanna be your Candyman I wanna be your I wanna be your Candyman Your Candyman, your candy-licker, your Candyman I wanna be your Candyman Make you say, make you say, make you say Oooooh-ooooh-ooooh Lay down on the floor let me hit it from the back Why you trippin' baby why you actin' like that I wanna be your Candyman I wanna be your Candyman I wanna do things you never felt before Let me be your Candyman - Candyman Oohhhh |
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